Daqian deposed the crown prince, and the emperor begged him to stop rebelling

Chapter 6 Human life is like grass

"Hahahaha! It's because I was too torturous last time!"

"It's the best. I can't bear it anymore!"

More than a dozen prisoners looked up and down Li Mu without any concealment, as if they were looking at a naked woman, and their words were filled with all kinds of dirty words.

"Li Mu?"

The leader walked up to Li Mu.

The scars on his face appeared very clearly in front of him at a close distance.

In addition to knife scars, there are also various scratches and whip marks.

Li Mu looked around and found that almost all the surviving prisoners had more or less scars on their faces and bodies, which were very obvious compared to ordinary people.

However, here, it seems that the appearance of these scars is the norm.

"Remember me, my name is Xiong Ba, and I will be your squad leader from now on. Do you understand?"

The man put his face close to Li Mu.

At their closest, the distance between the two was less than a millimeter.

Li Mu just watched indifferently.

He could not sense any martial arts skills in these criminal soldiers.

Including the bear boss in front of him, he is just a bit stronger and perhaps has some strength and ferocity?

"You didn't even blink? Hehe, it's been a long time since I met someone who dares to look at me like that."

"Don't worry, I will slowly teach you the rules here. After all, this is the general's personal order, asking me to take good care of you."

Xiong Ba looked at Li Mu with a lewd smile, waved his hand and gathered the troops back to the team.

The squad leaders brought their newly selected death row prisoners and joined the team, and finally gathered under the banner of the centurions.

About two thousand death row prisoners finally flowed slowly into one of the countless camps like a returning stream.

The camp is very large, more than enough to accommodate two thousand people.

You can even see most of the complete facilities here.

Next, Li Mu stayed there for half a day, but nothing happened or anyone came to see him.

Gradually, I learned about the current situation from the mouths of a group of prisoners.

The camp they are in now is called T-shaped Camp No. 3, which has thirteen centurions, and each centurion is in charge of one or two hundred people.

The squadron leader of Li Mu's squad was Xiong Ba, and he belonged to a squadron of 100 captains named Chang Yi.

Each camp has a camp commander, and all centurions obey his orders.

There is a canteen in the camp, with weapons but no armor. It seems that this group of people are just cannon fodder in Tiangu Pass.

Here, the commander of a battalion controls the life and death of thousands of people, including training and food, which are all the responsibility of the battalion commander alone.

In other words, a camp is actually a completely independent army.

Large camps gathered in Tiangu Pass.

In fact, it is an independent, cruel little world cut into pieces.

The battalion commander, as the actual controller of the entire battalion, is directly appointed by an officer from the Tiger and Leopard Battalion.

The captains and squad leaders under the battalion commander were actually death row prisoners and criminals!
All I can say is that maybe these people are more ruthless and more powerful?

"Brother, brother..."

This is a very simple house.

In a small and stuffy corner of the camp, Li Mu and dozens of others slept in this so-called military room.

The beds inside were more like pieces of broken wooden boards propped up haphazardly than beds.

Li Mu was half lying on his bed, taking a nap with his eyes half closed, when he heard a weak call.

The voice was extremely weak, but very close to him.

Li Mu didn't want to care about it and just lay on the bed motionless.

However, the owner of that voice kept shouting, which made people feel a little irritated.

The other death row inmates who heard the sound obviously pretended not to hear it.

Li Mu frowned slightly, opened his eyes and looked at the bed board on his right side.

He found that it was a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, with his head buried in his messy long hair, and a pair of lifeless eyes looking at him weakly.

"Water, give me a sip of water, please, please." Li Mu is not a soft-hearted person.

But he would not refuse such a simple move that could solve a troublesome problem.

After all, no one wants to have a sick voice calling them when they are sleeping.

So he got up and walked to the corner, opened a jar, which was filled with clear water.

But he looked left and right, but couldn't see any container for water.

The death row prisoner sleeping next to him just glanced at him, then numbly turned over and faced away from him.

"Hahaha!"

Just then, a burst of wild laughter mixed with footsteps sounded outside.

After a while, the leader Xiong Ba came in with three or four prisoners.

"Old Bear, are you here?"

Not far from the few people, a man sat up and greeted Xiong Ba. There were several pieces of clothes on the bed where he was sitting. It was obvious that his treatment was different from that of other death row prisoners.

Xiong Ba turned his head to take a look and laughed wildly.

"I want to relax with my teammates. Why, do you want to go together?"

"No, people are dying, what's the point?"

The man glanced at the young man lying opposite him and shouting, with a look of disinterest.

"I'm dying, so I'm just trying to make use of the waste. It's still warm, isn't it?"

As Xiong Ba spoke, he seemed to notice Li Mu in the corner and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He turned around and waved at the young man sitting in the bed next to Li Mu.

"Carry it away!"

The two prisoners smiled at each other and carried up the young man who was still calling for water.

As he carried it out, he laughed and patted the young man's butt and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's just water. Brothers will give you enough to drink later."

"There are more than a dozen brothers. Is that enough for you to drink?"

The young man's face was ashen, and his long hair swayed in the air as his head drooped.

He stopped the last call.

It was like, finally, I stopped wanting to live.

……

"Don't look at it. This is how it is in the death row camp. Human life is worthless. If you don't have some ability, it's wishful thinking to have a good death."

The man sitting on the bed turned his head and looked Li Mu up and down.

He smiled, took out a pipe from under the bed, put some tobacco from somewhere into it, and started to enjoy it with a comfortable look on his face.

"New here, what's your name?"

The man asked casually.

The entire military room with dozens of people was very quiet.

More than a dozen people looked at Li Mu silently after hearing what the man said.

The remaining half remained indifferent.

Li Mu didn't say anything, put down the lid in his hand and returned to his bed.

"Hey! Kid! Are you looking for death?"

"boom!"

Among the dozen or so people looking at Li Mu, one of them slammed the bed with his palm and glared at him with an evil look on his face.

"Hey, why scare the new guy? Save your energy."

The man exhaled a puff of smoke nonchalantly.

"Wangtou, this brat!"

The criminal soldier wanted to say something, but the man waved his hand and suppressed him.

He glanced at Li Mu and said calmly, "My name is Wang Bing, the squad leader of another team. I just saw Captain Hong on the parade ground asking the general to take care of you. You must be the deposed crown prince who was imprisoned not long ago, right?"

　I'm quite busy during the Chinese New Year, so I'll update once I'm done with this, and then I'll update once I'm done with this.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)